If cleverly implemented, paradoxes can be fun, but this book feels sloppy instead.Ģ) Kalachakra have a no interference policy (e.g. The short version is that the kalachakra plot breaks down upon close inspection. That implies that the cause is changing, and what, we must ask, is the cause of change.” (125) This sends Harry on a bizarre chase to find out who is speeding up the apocalypse, and why.ġ) I’d get into plot holes, but I’m spoiler averse. Eventually, word reaches back to Harry’s generation that something is changing: the end of the world is coming sooner and sooner: “The end of the world is speeding up-it is happening earlier in every life. To communicate back through time, one kalachakra (as a child) will seek out another who is near death to relay a message during the brief window their lifespans overlap. For example, someone whose lifespan runs 1600-1650 can leave clues for future kalachakra to decipher the notes can be different in each life to form half of a slow dialogue.
Kalachakra can communicate back and forth through time. Though each life is different than the last, Harry’s eidetic (photographic) memory creates the impression of one long, repetitive life: “I remember everything, and sometimes with that intensity when it is not so much recollection as reliving.” (42) Each of his lives begins in the same way: once his memories reboot, he leaves his childhood home for a world he has already experienced.
Harry August is one such person (a kalachakra, or ouroboran) who lives and dies on a loop. I don’t believe in either, because the Klan has really dented the white-robe fashion down South, and orgies are everyone’s first bet.” (39) Some say conspiratorial meetings in white robes, others go for orgies at which the next generation of their kin are created. And these people, being as they are infinitely old and infinitely wise, get together sometimes-no one really knows where-and have… Well, it depends on which text you’re reading what they have. It says that they are born, and they live, and they die and they live again, the same life, a thousand times. “It says that there are people, living among us, who do not die.
“It says…” he replied, letting out a huff of breath with the weary resignation of the regular storyteller. I read plenty of bad reviews and STILL wanted the treat of North’s awesome premise. Other people have been over the moon for this book and if you’d like to read the thing for yourself, I understand. The premise of Claire North’s The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August is so interesting that I doubt this review will spare anyone a reading day.
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